It was a busy, beautiful weekend. We decided to take the trek up north to the in-laws' cabin and catch what we could of the changing leaves. The boys were thrilled when we told them we were going up north and kept asking every 5 minutes when we were leaving. When we finally did leave on Friday it was well past their nap time and we actually managed to get an hour of peace in the car (even if Joey was faking).
Followed by two hours of, well, non-peace.I hardly even noticed (that's a lie, by the way) the cold Ben & I were fighting off the whole weekend.
But it was worth it when we finally arrived at the cabin and saw that we had made it in time for the peak fall season. The leaves were at the height of their beauty and we took advantage of every minute. We went on walks down the road collecting sticks and stomping through the crunchy leaves.
We hiked up and down the trails through the woods.
The boys got out a bit of their energy running through the woods, lifting large fallen logs, and climbing on old tree stumps.
They even posed for a few (okay fine, 700) pictures for me of them in their first leaf pile of the fall. I managed, with the help of the boys, to accomplish the one goal I had this weekend and took updated leaf pictures of the boys for my sidebar.
Now we are back home. Planning open houses, the boys' picture day at school, trips to the pumpkin farm, trips to the grocery store, and cleaning the house are occupying too much of my still cold-induced foggy head. I wish I could say that the lovely weekend left me relaxed and refreshed, but I am already in need of another weekend.
Oh Friday, won't you hurry?